Okay, So I noticed that there aren't any topics about hymns... and I thought maybe I would make one with hymns that no one really hear about and never sing (unless you're in my church). If no one thinks this is a good idea, please let me know.

1) Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,See Him dying on the tree!’Tis the Christ by man rejected;Yes, my soul, ’tis He, ’tis He!’Tis the long expected prophet,David’s Son, yet David’s Lord;Proofs I see sufficient of it:’Tis a true and faithful Word.

2) Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning,Was there ever grief like His?Friends through fear His cause disowning,Foes insulting his distress:Many hands were raised to wound Him,None would interpose to save;But the deepest stroke that pierced HimWas the stroke that Justice gave.

3) Ye who think of sin but lightly,Nor suppose the evil great,Here may view its nature rightly,Here its guilt may estimate.Mark the sacrifice appointed!See who bears the awful load!’Tis the Word, the Lord’s anointed,Son of Man, and Son of God.

4) Here we have a firm foundation,Here the refuge of the lost.Christ the rock of our salvation,Christ the name of which we boast.Lamb of God for sinners wounded!Sacrifice to cancel guilt!None shall ever be confoundedWho on Him their hope have built.

The Son of God Goes Forth to Warby Reginald HeberMeter: 8.6.8.6DCan be sung to I Sing the Almighty Power of God or My Faith has Found a Resting Place

1) The Son of God goes forth to war,A kingly crown to gain;His blood red banner streams afar!Who follows in His train?Who best can drink His cup of woe,Triumphant over pain,Who patient bears his cross below,He follows in His train!

2) That martyr first, whose eagle eyeCould pierce beyond the grave;Who saw his Master in the sky,And called on Him to save.Like Him, with pardon on His tongue,In midst of mortal pain,He prayed for them that did the wrong:Who follows in his train?

3) A glorious band, the chosen fewOn whom the Spirit came;Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew,And mocked the cross and flame.They met the tyrant’s brandished steel,The lion’s gory mane;They bowed their heads the death to feel:Who follows in their train?

4) A noble army—men and boys,The matron and the maid,Around the Savior’s throne rejoice,In robes of light arrayed.They climbed the steep ascent of Heav’n,Through peril, toil and pain!O God! to us may grace be giv’n,To follow in their train!

My favorites are "Am I a Soldier of the Cross/ Do I Believe What Jesus Saith", "The Son of God goes Forth to War", "Ye Sons of Adam, Vain and Young", and "A Brand Plucked Out of the Fire". Who wrote "O the Blood"?

1) When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,When sorrows like sea billows roll;Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

2) Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,Let this blest assurance control,That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

3) My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought—My sin—not in part but the whole,Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

4) For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:If Jordan above me shall roll,No pang shall be mine, for in death as in lifeThou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,The sky, not the grave, is our goal;Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!

It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

6) And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,"Even so"—it is well with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.

A couple weeks ago, in church, we changed "It is well, With my soul" to "God has won, Christ prevails". We heard a guy singing the refrain as "It is well, it is well, God has won, Christ prevails! Praise the Lord! It is well with my soul." I like both versions.

My life flows on in endless song;Above earth's lamentation,I hear the sweet, tho' far-off hymnThat hails a new creation;Thro' all the tumult and the strifeI hear the music ringing;It finds an echo in my soul—How can I keep from singing?What tho' my joys and comforts die?The Lord my Saviour liveth;What tho' the darkness gather round?Songs in the night he giveth.No storm can shake my inmost calmWhile to that refuge clinging;Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,How can I keep from singing?I lift my eyes; the cloud grows thin;I see the blue above it;And day by day this pathway smooths,Since first I learned to love it,The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,A fountain ever springing;All things are mine since I am his—How can I keep from singing?